I married my husband in the late 70's, we were poor grad students, and the first year we were married I was immature trying to find the presents he had bought to give to me before the holiday and it really pissed him off.
The second Christmas of our marriage, we traveled to stay with his parents (whom I had only met briefly at our wedding). After Christmas Eve Mass, we exchanged gifts. I unwrapped his gift to me - it was a large box of tampons. He said keep going - so I unwrapped it and undid the cardboard, and sitting in the middle of 24 white paper wrapped tampons was one that had writing on it that said "Open Me".
So, I picked the winner. Sandwiched in between a heavy flow tampon was a gold necklace that I had really been hoping for. His father laughed his ass off, his mother didn't even know what a tampon was, I was hysterical and ran up to their guest bedroom and couldn't make eye contact with any of them the rest of the weekend.
I'm still married to this man 43 years later...
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